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Well, that's great.

I can't call you at home and I can't call you on this number.

Where the hell can I call you?

Something's happened.

I can't tell you now.

Well, when for God's sake?

Jeanine!

Listen, I've got to talk to you.

I don't care if it's finished.

I need your help, please, Richard!

Do you mind fitting a little more work at your emotional life now?

I'm waiting to get started out there.

Out!

Dot!

Dead!

Look, sorry, Jeanine.

Use the phone if you want.

I will start you if you want.

What's wrong with reading in New York Times?

To incubate great thought, one must have stimuli.

Everybody should read the New York Times.

When I'm not living in London, I really think you

ought to read an evening standard occasionally.

You can stand it.

It's not a paper, it's a post-instant.

When you want something big enough to sleep under, at least by the London Times.

..

Jeanine!

Hey, look out!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey, watch it!

Bad!

Was found abandoned about an hour ago, sir.

Lessony longer would have been stripped of the bone-round here.

It was reported stolen yesterday outside the supermarket in Eastlington.

It didn't have your trademark on it, then, of course.

I suppose we should feel lucky you didn't mow down everything in sight.

What are you kidding me?

We watched this guy in the car right out.

He knocked her in the air like a bowling pin.

What'd you want me to do?

Wave him down with a flashlight?

Her name was Jeanine Martin.

You torn her place apart, yet?

That was next.

I think you left Chaz, handle it.

She lived alone, Chief.

Worked for a small agency.

I'm not a Red Indian, make peace.

I'm a detective superintendent.

You call me anything, you call me, sir.

Still picking up bad habits.

Still trying not to, sir.

Anything in it?

Anything at all?

It's clean.

You might send it to forensic, but they ain't gonna come up with a name in address.

Very thorough.

Somebody's gone to a lot of trouble.

We want this one, Chief.

Harry and me.

Well, you're on it, aren't you?

Start finding out.

Try not to shoot down too much traffic.

Just got your message, Minister.

Aim straight here.

The girl is dead.

Well, certain things must be attended to.

Yes.

They must be.

You must have some idea who she phoned.

Give it a boyfriend and stick by the sound of it.

I didn't take much notice.

She usually had a drama going on with one of them.

She had a few, eh?

Yeah, one here, one there.

No more than most.

Was there one in particular?

Yeah.

Well, maybe.

None of my business.

Meaning what?

Yes or no?

Meaning I do have better things to do than this.

None of my business, right?

I just take the pictures.

Well, if there's something you think we should know, I'd like to hear it.

Because otherwise, I'm gonna take a picture of you.

I'm gonna put on my wall so I don't forget you.

Is he threatening me?

No.

Not yet.

You were saying something about her boyfriends.

Yeah, well, you'll hear about it sooner or later.

The chat was that she was having it on the side with this big political guy.

Don't ask me who it is because I don't know and I don't care.

None of my business and I don't know.

You just take the pictures.

Look, if you had to listen to after cracked some of these chicks come out with

you'd be foaming at the mouth within the week.

Yeah, life is hard, then you'd die.

Pardon?

Where did you hear this?

Oh, a model friend of hers.

You know what, they can't get their mouth shut for five minutes.

Yeah, must be hell for you.

Where can we find this friend?

Same agency as Janine, named Lucy Gartrell.

Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Well, is that it?

Have I finished?

Or what?

Maybe you should have been nicer to him.

He is rather well-known.

I gave him my well-known treatment.

What's so special about him?

He's lacy underwear, actually.

Is what?

No, he photographed a collection for a Von Street shop.

It's quite sought after.

More for mistresses than for wives, you know the sort of thing.

Yeah, I know the sort of thing.

How do you know that sort of thing?

Why shouldn't I?

I buy it.

So what do you make about his gossip about the girl?

It wouldn't be the first time if somebody had a

sugar daddy and you were lost to his house of Paul.

Mm-hmm.

She wouldn't be the personal victim of it either.

Yeah, so how do we check it out?

We bust into Westman stuff.

And we yell out, yo, who's the dirty old man fooling around with the young girl?

Trouble is they might all get up.

Lucy!

What is it?

What's happened?

She's dead.

Janine.

There was a hidden run off the front of the road.

She's dead.

What are you talking about?

Who told you?

She's dead!

I saw a roaring church street.

The law's been around to climb studios standing in the bloody road when it happened.

They've killed her for it, Paul.

They must have.

What are we going to do?

It's okay.

We've got to tell somebody else.

We've got to tell the police.

We can't.

Those were endless up to our bloody necks.

Having a basket on the other side to catch the mail can be stolen very easy that way.

See, we let it drop right to the ground.

Anyway, Lucy's been out of town a while since.

How about the neighbors?

Yeah, usual stuff.

You know, evil, see no evil.

Apart from some loud music about a month ago, she may as well have been invisible.

It's not a gay neighborhood, is it?

I mean, people stop noticing a beautiful broad.

That is a tourist attraction for New York policemen.

I think we finished here.

Maypiece.

Dempsey?

This lock.

It's of the flimsy variety.

Now, look, think of it as a humanitarian concern.

The girls take in a bath.

The phone rings.

She gets up to answer.

She slips on a towel.

Oh, no.

Oh, broken leg.

Maybe even worse.

Concussion.

She's laying there hopeless.

Unable to reach the phone.

Laying there helpless.

What do we do?

Oh, I agree you have, uh... Skarn needs some help.

Something good.

Well, you know me, Paul.

Honest Arch Wharton, working man's friend.

I think we'll win it.

What would you all look weird by?

Well, a lot.

We'll take a little time, though.

Very little time.

A little hurry.

Sure.

Sure.

Mm-hmm.

Two.

Mm.

A lovely Lucy's been doing very well for herself.

Mm-hmm.

You know, Maypiece, maybe you're in the wrong business.

Is that a compliment?

No.

She's been doing a lot of traveling recently.

Oh, yeah, where's she been?

She was an Amsterdam a week ago.

How'd she get there?

Blue and a nato ship, all the other dates.

You know, I wonder if...

Janine?

Yeah, Janine.

I wonder if Janine is taking a trip recently.

It had to be done.

Janine had a habit.

She could have turned us in for the price of a fix.

The other girl's clean, I checked.

Are you sure you want this done?

Yes, I understand.

Right?

What did he say?

We ought to put Lucy out of harm's way without delay.

The police are on to her.

We can't risk another talker.

And what about the boyfriend, Davis?

The same.

Are we still moving the merchandise?

Of course.

Nobody's going to touch us.

At least of all the police.

If Chaz has got a load of Janine's papers at the office...

Would you have mine?

Desk work at the moment?

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Look, why don't you just drop me someplace?

Dempsey, 50% of this job is sticking facts together at a desk.

You can't just walk out of it.

I'm not walking out on it.

Okay?

We're a team, right?

So you do 50% of the desk work and I'll do 50% of the leg work, okay?

We'll match up later.

What's this?

Someplace, you ask me to drop you off here, remember?

You're all hard, Harry.

It's made of steel.

Are you absolutely sure about this place?

Okay, thanks.

Bye.

What's this then?

You're not thinking of leaving us for the glittering lights, are you?

Not quite my line, sir.

Anywhere I'd miss your dulcip tones.

I've been checking up on Janine and Lucy where I can.

Any luck?

A bit.

You're not going to like it, though.

Well, it won't be for the first time, will it?

Try me.

Right.

Janine and Lucy were making regular flights together, mostly to Amsterdam.

Corias?

According to their agency, they weren't there on mocking jobs.

What about Janine's fella?

Any lead on him?

That's the bit you're not going to like.

I told you a moment ago, try me.

Okay.

We picked up some gossip about Janine being involved with a political big week.

No names, just a rumour.

So, I've been checking the address book that Chas founded her flat.

You're not going to tell me she had the whole

Tory party down in alphabetical order, are you?

Because if you do, I shall start laughing.

I shall go.

Ho, ho, ho.

Not quite.

Try laughing at the name Richard Clarendon, if it means anything to you.

Foreign office.

What about him?

Well, I found this number by itself in here.

No name, no address, and it turned out to be Extra Directory II.

So, I've just had it checked out.

Go on.

Well, it turned out to be the flat of Mr. Richard Clarendon.

Respectable father, husband, and white hall heavy.

Now, what would Janine be doing with a number like that?

Applying for a job in the civil service?

I don't know.

But you sit until I give you the say so.

Understood?

The press will have a bloody field day.

And by the way, where's Stark's scale?

Butch or whatever he calls himself?

I dropped him an pellet bridge.

You want to do some legwork?

A 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 And a 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 And the 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 And the

1-2-3-5-2-6-7-8 One, two, three, four, five, six, six, six, six,

six, eight, one, two, three, four, five, six, eight.

We

should be in here.

Can you see, a restricted class?

Ladies only!

Yes.

I noticed.

I'm looking for a lady.

I've heard a lot of models work out here.

Let

Well, you won't find her here.

There's another dance studio in Kensington that's quite popular.

You could try there.

Yeah, I did, and they told me to try you.

Well, I'm afraid I can't help you.

Yeah, but it's Lucy that needs the help.

I mean, Millie, she's in trouble.

I've heard that before.

It's not from me you haven't.

I need to find her.

Come on.

The muscles are getting stiff.

Let's take a little walk.

Hello, make a piece.

Oh, how nice of you to call.

Where are you?

In a bar, somewhere?

What's the matter?

Death's work getting to you.

Harry, I got us a lead on Lucy Gotrell.

I need you to come get me.

What do you mean, why should you?

Because you're my partner, that's why.

Hey, I'm out here digging and dying for the team, honey.

I told you, heavy leg work.

All right.

Where are you?

Yep, I know it.

Oh, um, by the way, we've been told to soft

pedal until spikings has had a word upstairs.

I hope you didn't jump on anybody to get this.

Not yet.

But don't leave me here too long, because I might get round to it.

I'll see you.

What do you want?

I merely wish to reassure myself of your silence on certain important matters.

The unfortunate death of your young friend.

You killed her.

You killed her for you, didn't he?

The police are very interested in you, so I think it would

be best if you were kept from their scrutiny for a while.

You and Davis.

Where is he, by the way?

Get her in the car.

The boyfriend can't be far away.

Let's hope he's more manageable, shall we?

It was very professional.

I took her for a prom team drink.

Strictly police business.

Look more like loitering with intent to me.

Alright, what did she tell you?

Apart from the fact that you were wonderful.

Apart from that, she told me that Lucy was shacking for this guy, Davis.

Has she seen them recently?

Not for a week or so.

Okay, let's go and find that address.

I take it, she did give you an address.

Oh, sure.

She even gave me Davis's address.

Looks just like you, please.

After the maid came.

Lucy!

Hello, please.

Nice driving, huh?

I'm sure you'll be comfortable here, Lucy.

I'll leave your friend, Mr. Sullivan, to keep you company.

We'll make, do we?

Won't we, darling?

Relax, Davis.

You're not going anywhere.

You've just resisted arrest, remember?

Oh, yeah.

A couple of strangers break into my flat and

start chasing after me when I go for help.

I can have you done for assault.

Yeah, you could.

Right after you fall down the stairs and break your face.

Understand?

Who are you covering for?

I don't know anything.

Lucy does.

Where is she?

I told you.

I don't know anything.

Dr. Travel, do you, Davis?

Seems to be a popular pastime amongst you and your friends.

I don't know what you're talking about.

We checked your passport.

You and Lucy seem to be real 20th century little Marco Polo's.

What were you carrying?

You want to help, Lucy?

Tell us.

You know something.

I think you two probably turned over the flat, as a stunt to scare me.

All right.

Spiking is once a word, too sweet and all that.

You two, Dempsey, if you can spare a moment.

Sure.

Put him down, Dempsey.

We are locking him up and you can chew on it.

If he needs anything to chew with.

We were just getting started.

I'll be back.

See how he gets his results.

By the throat.

Not nice, of course.

I think now.

You going someplace?

No.

You are.

I thought you said he was here.

Not here.

Whitehall.

Room 104, foreign office annex.

Together he's checking on Harry's fine.

Must be about carol, little.

What fine?

I'll just escort Dempsey.

Nothing you'd recognize.

Must be proof we're breaking it over somebody's hand.

You want to see us, Chief?

That's right.

I want you both to listen carefully to what Major Danby

here has to say on the subject of our murder victim.

He's in charge of what you might call surveillance

of all the illustrious bodies around here.

Isn't that right, Major?

Including Richard Clarendon, of course.

Your inspector tells me you've discovered a leap

between Mr. Clarendon and the unfortunate girl.

Unfortunately.

She's dead.

What I have to tell you is that this department is fully aware of the situation.

There is no question and of involving

Mr. Clarendon in a public murder inquiry just now.

I smell some red tape here.

What's the score?

Can this guy do this?

Yes, of course he can.

Otherwise he wouldn't even be telling us this much.

Would you, Major Danby?

I'm glad you take the point, Sergeant.

She might, but I don't.

Who is this guy?

He's talking politics, stem scene.

We mustn't get our big boots in the way around here.

Diplomatic discretion.

I did smell red tape.

Okay, so what if this guy killed somebody?

What do we do?

Give him a ticket?

Mr. Clarendon is not involved in murder.

You can be quite sure of that.

We may be clandestine, but we're not corrupt, Lieutenant.

The only contact with the girl recently was a series of phone calls.

All of which were discouraged, as was the affair some time ago.

Are you personally out there?

Ah, so you still have the phone calls, presumably.

Could we at least have access to those?

Naturally, we want to help.

As long as security isn't effective.

The transcripts would be under a D notice, of course.

But apart from that, you can make what use of them you will.

And as soon as this unfortunate incident is over, the better for all of us.

You tap Clarendon's phone.

And then you cover up the murder of his mistress.

You're quite a guy, Major.

Only a cog in a machine, Lieutenant.

Like yourself.

Don't cog me.

Service man in pinstripe suits!

If I'd wanted to be told where to get off, by

staff officers that have stayed in the army.

I do not take kindly to be told what this unit can or cannot do.

You know, I can relate to that.

I understand that totally.

You know, you try and do your job, you try and do good work,

and there's only somebody to try and bust your cogonies.

That's much appreciated, honestly.

I think.

Oh, we could make some discreet inquiries, sir,

to find out if anybody owes Dan be a favor?

Out of the question.

Most improper.

Just a thought.

Just give it that way.

Oh, uh...

By the way, I neglected to mention to Major

Dan be that we already had Davis in custody.

Bet you're a guy who plays the mean game of poker.

I think you will be well pleased with this shipment, Mr. Fethaman.

The quality of your merchandise has never been in question.

You are a remarkable man, Mr. Van Gilda.

Never has anyone been able to supply so much so regularly and at such high quality.

We are well organized.

Your curious never seem to be stopped.

There is an element of luck.

Perhaps.

But they seem always to know when unfair to enter the country with the merchandise.

Every time.

Don't you wish to examine them?

I do not need to.

Why?

Because I am not buying.

As you like?

I can sell them elsewhere.

I do not think so.

How's this a quiet trade?

You are moving in powerful circles.

People are not pleased with the way things are happening.

Where their money is going.

We have had some minor problems with our career.

You do not seem to understand, Mr. Van Gilda.

You are persona non-grata in this business as of now.

These are worthless in this country.

Nobody will touch them.

I suggest you advise your principle.

What is this?

I am going to sit here all night.

There is something happening to Luce.

Has she tried to contact me?

Not very likely, is it?

I

do not know where you two idiots get the

impression that someone has tried to take her.

It could be the full moon.

So?

So what are we doing?

Waiting.

Something will turn up.

Body in a river.

Dumped in a park.

Who knows?

Danger is profession at the moment, being a model.

It's not going to work.

No, it's not, is it?

You are not going to help us find her.

I think she is going to die.

Understand that it is over between us.

It's impossible for me to need.

I simply can't be involved.

Listen, I have to talk to you.

I don't care if it's finished.

I need your help.

Please, Richard.

Same as the rest.

She calls him.

He stools.

Whatever it was, she saw it coming.

Brandon doesn't seem to care.

Or?

He was told not to.

Now, Davis, on the other hand, I'm sure does.

Even though he doesn't show it.

Which may mean he really does care.

Have you noticed how Davis reacts every time her name is mentioned?

It's definitely got the fever.

I got him scared.

Do you know what I think, Dempsey?

You tell me.

It's just admiring the desperate.

I think we should meet.

No, tonight.

All right, ring me when you get back.

I believe we must review our situation as a matter of urgency.

I don't like it.

This is another one of your circus tricks you.

You American.

And I don't like it.

What do you want us to do, huh?

Do you want us to call Dial Acruk, ask him who did it?

Right away, sir.

Come on, we got a chance here.

I suppose he's persuaded you, has he?

He's right, sir.

It's a chance.

If Lucy got trials in the same danger as

Janine, we don't have time to wait for a break.

Let Davis go, sir.

That's right.

If he's in with him, he'll know where they are.

And if they got his girl who go looking for it, all we got to do is stick with him.

Yeah, that's all.

And what if you lose him?

What if he gets to him with a gum?

They already searched his place, he ain't got one.

Then you'll have the pleasure of putting us on traffic duty.

You'll be lucky if you get that.

Or we get a result for you tonight.

It's not like you to go for circus acts, how are you?

Hardly.

And it was my idea.

Sucker.

Come here!

How do you feel about traffic duty right now?

Yeah, that was a good.

I like the little white gloves.

Charlie 1-2.

He's still on foot.

Looks like he's heading for his flat.

Let him go where he wants to.

Just don't school.

Then Gilda.

It's me.

No.

You listen.

This thing's got no power, it's just chugging along.

Take the emergency and break off.

What a good idea.

Follow that cab.

We're two, Gub.

What?

We're two.

Anyway, just trot around for a while.

Alright, come on, move up a little bit.

Get a little closer.

A little bit closer.

Speak up, truck.

Walk up?

I beat pick up, truck.

I think you can lose it.

No, I broke up, Gub.

Charlie 5, you can drive.

Charlie 5, you can drive.

Charlie, he's on to us.

We're in pursuit, heading.

Each down there can road.

Can't win.

We're two now, Gub.

Pull in here.

How much of a day for a stroll?

This is fine.

I used to live around here, you know.

Just over there.

Charlie 1-2 to Charlie 5, do you read me?

Right on, Charlie 1-2.

I just dropped your nine in depth at park by the school.

3-4 up the door.

Where is she?

We thought we should keep an eye on her for all our six.

There's no need to... Where is she?

The housebox.

I want to meet this partner of yours.

You get him down there.

He would also have a proposition for him.

He would never... I think he will.

All we got, we got... Is to... King Street.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay.

You throw the gun down.

Do it.

Did he hurt you, Lucy?

No.

What the... You...

You untie her and you try very hard not to do anything stupid.

Very difficult to get access to my personal files by heels.

How did he manage that?

No point in denying it.

Major Danby.

And even less point in telling you how I did it.

I hope you're now satisfied that I do not have a sinister involvement in this matter.

Yes?

Time to pool our resources then.

I have been making my own inquiries.

I have evidence of corruption at the highest level.

You stung right over there.

Talking your friends and me.

It was a nice little scam you had going.

You look off to the authorities and they move the good on the wrong mistake.

You would never have set up Janine with Clarendon.

It seems like a good way of...

To keep tabs on him at the time.

When she started getting scared because you were getting heavy and around to him,

she...

She had to die.

You see, you would have gone down too.

If Clarend had learned my business activities.

You've been very successful moving.

Merchandise in and out of this country right now.

Now you're going to move Lucy and me.

I'm sure that can be done.

Lots of cash.

I'm going into print.

Oh, you're all right, Lucy.

Freeze!

Freeze!

Freeze!

Freeze it!

Is he okay?

I'll call an ambulance.

Clarendon has just been told.

I believe he is somewhat...

disturbed.

He never suspected.

Too busy avoiding scandals.

Oh, boy.

Which reminds me.

It might be best to keep a low profile with a press on this one.

Danby, right?

He's just doing his job.

Not such a bad chap, actually.

Are we talking about the same, Danby?

You know, it's just like New York.

There's no difference.

The same difference.

I'm telling you when it's rotten, it's rotten.

It's the old flim-clam cover up here.

When I try to tell me my ancestors came over here in a Mayflower.

What?

Can I have your hat?

My hat.

No.